Monday, September 8, 2008

I'm a 13 year old at heart

In my clinical reasoning lecture this morning, we had a professor demonstrate a musculoskeletal exam with a standardized patient after we, as an audience, obtained an HPI (history of present illness). Our standardized patient had rheumatoid arthritis, and talked about how his fingers and other joints felt stiff when he woke up. The professor asked us what this was called. When no one answered (as is usually the case in a lecture hall of 300 people), he went ahead and informed us that it was called "morning stiffness". And he did this without a smirk, or a laugh, or even an inkling that it might also mean something else (at least that's how it seemed). I, on the other hand, could barely suppress my inner 13 year old from bursting out in laughter. Oh goodness.

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